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[Frostbite]

He wasn't having a good day. Intrusive, negative thoughts kept him awake, he had not slept. Snowy fur which was usually well kept was messy and had visible dirt smudges on it. He was taking some time to groom himself between tasks, eyes squeezed shut to shield against the daylight that so hurt them.

A voice spoke, somewhere. An NPC heading out for a hunt, speaking as they went. "Aw.... Ruined your pretty white fur? What a shame... Maybe you'll blend in now and hunt better."

By the time Frostbite's head whipped around to look for who spoke, they were gone. He bore his teeth in agitation, no longer grooming.

Oh, it was going to be one of those days, wasn't it.

@betonyfrost @wolf_ @FLICKERFIRE @MINKPAW


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[betonyfrost]

POST CODE

• The first thought in Betonyfrost's mind is but I don't have all that much white to me! A patch on her belly, but it was moreso an incidental effect of being a tabby than--
  
  But then Betonyfrost looks up, and finds that it wasn't actually herself that was being derided, but Frostbite. When Leafbare sinks in its teeth, his white fur will be looked on as a blessing. Now, Betonyfrost wonders if it actually would help him hunt better were he to roll around in some mud before setting out. He casts his gaze about, clearly agitated, and Betonyfrost ducks her own gaze away, to her own folded paws.
  
  Had he seen her?
  
  He certainly seen her.
  
  "I can go elsewhere," Betonyfrost says, more to her own paws than to Frostbite.​

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shadowclan warrior | blue mackerel tabby | 14 moons | tags​

 

[☆Lemonpaw☆]

☽ Come on, little lady, give us a smile ☾​

Light colored eyes narrowed a bit at Betonyfrost, watching her talk to her own paws than to Frostbite. Lemonpaw couldn't supress the eyeroll that came from her, "Please, you entirely fine were you are, Betony, he's just the one who decided grooming there was the optimal place," She stated back from her spot not too far from the pair. She had been the one to say that snarky remark, but wasn't going to claim it of course. Why would she? So Frostbite can literally bite her? No thanks.

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Shadowclan ✩ Apprentice ✩ tags​

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[CHILLEDSTAR.]

the deputy was getting rather upset with the amount of arguing and banter back and forth between clanmates. they didn't care about how other clans were treated, not at all, but this was different. shadowclan only would ever have each other. despite how pitchstar had managed to alliance with the one leader who was a murderer, guided by her so called starclan bc windclan was the closest to them ( or so those idiots claimed. chilledgaze didn't care. what had starclan ever done for them? ), chilledgaze did not trust they would come to some miraculous rescue unless it somehow benefited them. if they got something out of it. not out of the kindness of their rotting hearts. shadowclan needed to learn to get along better either each other. all that hatred needed to be directed quite literally anywhere else.

tilting their head, brows furrowed, they watched the npc who walked by frostbite, before standing up with a grunt. betonyfrost offers to to move, and lemonpaw stops her in an attempt to be agitated with frostbite's choice in grooming spot.

"knock it off. he is fine where he is. maybe everyone should pay attention more often. you do have eyes, don't you?"

they snort.

"his fur isn't that hard to miss. i'll talk to the npc when they return. and if anyone wants to complain about it- then i have plenty of ideas of how to keep them busy, hm?"

anger bites at their tone. theyre just frustrated, taking it out on everyone. but maybe if shadowclan would hold hands and get along, none of this would be an issue.
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[ NOBODY ELSE MATTERS, GIRL ]​

 

[spectermask]

Theres a breath of amusement that leaves their nose from where they lay, off in the shadows with a glint in their eyes. The NPC seems to have a heart of ice, as some of the Shadowclanners do, but even if he had had a bad day, Specter knows he wouldn’t have voiced it. Its quite funny how they act like this to each other, weren’t they all stuck in this personal hell together? What a shame, really. Pristine fur clouded with dirt, Specter doesn’t exactly mind it and part of him agrees with the NPC, he tends to cover their own white spots with mud before heading out on a hunt. Mmmm…. To each their own.

His tail curls over his back as Chilledgaze approaches the gathering group, suddenly interested in whatever they have to say as they rise to their paws, shaking out their pelt and making their way over. His tail brushes against their side, the quietest of purrs leaving their mouth- it seems they’ve got their paws full being the deputy of Shadowclan and not once would Specter blame them for being so short tempered. Eyes return back to the group, ears perked in curiosity as they wait for a response from one of the little cats.​

"speech"​

 

[Frostbite]

He looked to Betonyfrost. He didn't mean to make her nervous. "You're fine-"

Lemonpaw started speaking and he felt irritation bubbling up inside him. He looked to the yellow apprentice with an icy stare.

"At least I bathe." He hissed cooly.

He stopped himself from continuing as Chilledgaze approached. He didn't want to stress them out with his attitude. He was grateful that they had stepped in, it was for the best. He gave the deputy a nod of thanks.
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[betonyfrost]

POST CODE

• Betonyfrost would rather not be caught in whatever was happening here. She stands as if to move, then sits again in such a way that would allow her to be on her paws again in a moment at Lemonpaw's insistence that she stay. She doesn't want to stay, knows that Lemonpaw only tells her to in order to spite Frostbite, and Betonyfrost doesn't want involved. Even Frostbite insists that she doesn't need to move-- StarClan, what if he wants to talk to her?
  
  But then there is Chilledgaze, and they narrow Betonyfrost's world. Do they know what they do to her? Betonyfrost wants to ask suddenly, stupidly. She's glad she stayed. Just like a shadow is Spectermask, who isn't nearly as important.
  
  "When the snow sticks, we'll be glad for his fur," Said to Chilledgaze more than anyone else, an attempt to-- what?-- please Chilledgaze with her appreciation of Frostbite? Betonyfrost barely has an opinion of him, but Chilledgaze has ideas for anyone who complains about his pelt, and so Betonyfrost isn't going to complain.
  
  Then, to Frostbite, with a marked uncertainty, "Maybe-- maybe we could share tongues?"​

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